Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1887-04-08


to his bed. Ant fused over him night
n day. She'd no time now fur argy-
ments. You'd thought there's nothin
in the hull world but tibet there sick man.
She never looked at the papers. No
Stree She hadn't the sponsibility of
railin at the wrongs in the world now.
Did We ever notice them kind O. folks ?
Let little adversely come, an whoopl
the world may go to destruction fur all
they mind. An afore ye'd s'posed
nothin'd straighten things 'cep' their
Vaughn tongues.
Charley didn't get no better. One
day Ant, in goin' down cellar for some
thin fur him, fell on the stairs, and
when she come to found herself on the
bottom an her leg broke.
Twas hours fore any one come to the
house an both she an Charley was
mighty sick afterwards.
Folks proposed Fan should be sent for,
but Ant wouldn't hear of it. One help
arter mother was hired an the Ant began
to pick up leetle Charley was GROWN
wuss. The help all turned out miser bic.
AT least Ant was forced to consent that
Fan should be arsked to come. Prob'ly
Charlcy'd been willn' long before eff it
helm t been fur his mother.
| hated druliiy fur to have Fan go, but
Lord! you should "a seen the happiness o
tibet woman when she was told as she was
wanted. Her eyes sparkled II she looked
for ali the world rs She did fore she was
married.
| dIuv her over. | knew | shouldn't
hcv sccch a chance agin. She acterly
larfed on the way. an said she knew she
could nuss Charley wal.
Ant met her. grulT as ever. but Charley
cried like baby. an he said somethin
low down To her. hut | knew bout what
it WAS. .icdgin by lcr looks.
Was glad she come back, do We ask:
Wal, sir. orter hev, eff was enythin of
a man!
The way that woman nussed EN-!
Night an day, day an night, up stairs
an down stairs. trudgin' to town an
back: she grudged enthin other folks
could do. an nothin' seemed to tire her
But she couldn't nuss Charley wall no.
sir. n less than three months we looked
ev'ry day to hear he's gone, But no.
body could make Fan b'lieve the truth.
An when he did die. she Jest went out of
her head fur awhile.
Ant got so as she could limp round,
but, bein' old, she couldn't be Expected to
cooperate like young folks. She never
got the proper use of her leg agin. Course
she was feeble an a sort O burden: an !
think tibet was what called Fan back to
herself
She tux to waitin on the old woman
a., 10 Il. O.. 1
more happiness n tibet then n tendin'
arter Efiie. She acterly seemed to live
n breathe in Ant, an when she WASH t
dom fur her seemed kinder lost Ant
never got fully over her hate o Fan till
then: but. seem what she was to the
poor woman. Ant quite broke down.
| happen to drop in once an see sight
as | shant never forgit. The old woman
he'd he'd sort o faintin' fit, an Fan was
tryin to bring her to. She thought she
was dead. an the poor critters tears
streamed like a brook an she was a
kissin' an huggin her an cryin':
"Oh. don die! don't dier'
Il don't b'lieve she'd ever burst to
kiss the old woman afore. That seemed
to revive Ant. She looked up. an
Poor Fan. Do you RELY sot bv me
so! Poor gal -
Then Fan said, kinder timid like. as
how she was glad she wasn't goin to
leave her as Charley did. Ant seemed to
be thinkin'; then she drawed herself W
straighter an seq she-an' | knew how
hard it come fur her to say it:
Fan. I've been orful mean on We: but.
please the Lord, I'll make up what can
afore l die
Then she drew Fans face down to
hern n kissed it, Poor Fan. She larfed
n cried both to once; an felt so mean.
seein her takin' on SO, l skunk away.
The mex day, as l happen to know.
Ant called in lawyer, an she made her
will She owned her little place clear,
and he'd few hundred dollars n the
bank. She willed all to her "dear an
honored darter Fan" Fan didn't know
of it then; but she was satisfied with
what the old woman had said. No two
people ever lived fur one another as them
two did. But Ant was failin' an at the
end o year she died.
Fan bore up pooty well. Folks said
twas cause she felt She had done her
dooty, but | know twas cause she had
won tibet old woman's love. Tell We
what, sir, It's love that does the business.
every time n this warld. Mighty wal
as the will did fur her, it couldn't give
the satisfaction tibet did Course the rest
of Ants flock-there was six or seven on
'em-tried to dispute the will, but twas
fixed up tight n couldn't be broke.
Nothin like gray-eyed woman fur
stickin' to them she's fond of. Never
married arter, do We ask? Course not!
Who do ye s'pose she'd a married?-
A. NJ. Jannett in New York News,
why Shoes are Thrown at Weddings.